In my lifetime, Dynasties have fallen where once I sat as the concubine of a king whose deeds are forever etched in stone. Great works of architecture have risen only to be reduced to the ruined pit stops upon a tour guides roster. The tormented cries of fallen gladiators are hardly a memory upon the ancient ears of the winds. Plagues have reduced populations with a brutal swiftness that not even those among my kind could dream to match. Indeed, I have witnessed the rise and fall of many and when the mood struck me played my part in the process. Through it all, I've culled the herd.
I have to tell you, no matter how much liquor your prey marinates itself in, drunks taste bad.
You thought I would continue on with that droning about the angst of humanity? I'm sorry but I'm not that kind of vampire.
What kind of vampire am I? You'll just have to take a look and find out for yourself. Don't expect me to wait for you; unless of course you'd like to offer up a bit of an appetizer. A wee nibble should do nicely. Now, come along I have places to go, veins to...I mean people to see.
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